Tsk Tsk(a crush is a crush)
The scene swept along in a rush
shudder worry hiccups, I guess a
crush is a crush. You said my
heart was a map I fold and fill
with paper bats that I move with
my hand along a cloud sky. Tsk tsk
tsk, I'm not the one here shaking
there bones like a manic, if I am
misstressed well I only act to
react baby. We only attrack to
attach. We all get down to
chit-chatter beats the thump of
the club, the blush of her cheek,
so we all all get down with sugar
boys and candy girls. I guess a
crush is a crush or so it's said
to be, paper bats in the air won't
let me be, so we all get down with
sugar boys and candy girls. They
fold us in half as they hum along,
it wasn't suppose to be such a
sing-a-long, so tsk tsk tsk.